The phobia of the deep sea seems to have been cured.
I stepped on the high rocks, turned my back to the sea, and lay down on my back.
My back floated on the surface of the sea, and the waves were like a gentle mother, embracing me in its sponge-like soft arms.
I was eating my favorite candy, and unconsciously reached into the edge of his shirt collar that I had torn open, scratching his heart.
There is a heart that is beating passionately, and thunder is roaring under my palm.
I don’t know how long it took, but I got hotter and hotter.
She suddenly came to her senses, pushed him away and left in a hurry.
It’s over!
It's going to be embarrassing!
Meng Qin's lips were still stained with water. He instinctively supported me and said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
"My um, my stomach hurts a little, please wait for me...!"
My legs were still a little weak from stepping on the carpet, so I turned around and hurried into the bathroom without saying too much.
Something happened!
Something is definitely going on!
I was stunned inside for more than ten minutes.
He tapped his forehead to ease his mood.
It seems that he is really ill.
My relative teased me again.
I touched my swollen lips and took a few deep breaths.
It was probably the result of drinking too much and having a game of energy with Meng Qin.
Fortunately, it's not serious. It shouldn't be a big problem, because it doesn't hurt. Not only does it not hurt, but it feels a bit like the Ren and Du meridians have been opened, and it feels like an electric current has been slapped through the scalp. I put one hand on my lumbar spine, and then
After a few days of observation, will there be a priority for the course of the disease?
If it doesn't feel better after ten days and a half, then I'll go to the hospital to take a picture and do some rehabilitation.
After thinking about it, I walked out of the toilet room, and in the blink of an eye I saw the guest housekeeper bringing men's home pajamas.
Meng Qin's shirt has been put into place, and he is still elegant and decent when standing at the door.
However, the housekeeper seemed to be afraid of seeing the coding screen. He lowered his eyes the whole time and said that this set of home pajamas was specially prepared for Meng Qin according to Aunt Han's request. The fabric was of high quality and would not harm the skin. Seeing
I was standing in the living room, and she specifically asked me if I wanted to bring hangover soup.
I shook my head numbly and pointed at Meng Qin, "That's my boyfriend. He's a surgeon. He knows how to perform surgeries. He loves me very much."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, confused by me, and lowered her head hastily, "Miss Xie, I will definitely pay more attention to my words and deeds in the future."
Meng Qin smiled instead and said to her, "Don't think too much, she doesn't have that much in mind. She doesn't want to beat you or anything, she just makes me happy."
The housekeeper didn't dare to respond. She nodded, bowed and left.
As soon as the door closed, Meng Qin walked up to me and whispered, "Is it your period?"
Take a look.
Doctors know everything.
I shook my head, thinking that there was something wrong with my lumbar spine, but I didn't want to ruin my mood for something I couldn't explain clearly.
Isn't this equivalent to running out of breath halfway through a marathon?
Even if we hold our waist and walk slowly for a while, we cannot leave temporarily.
right!
Definitely can't say that.
No matter how drunk I am, since I caught him tonight, it will be a big deal!
I believe that I am who I am~ I believe in tomorrow~ I believe that I can reach out and touch the sky!
Um!
necessary!
"It's not my period, it's because I drink too much and always want to go to the toilet..."
I lowered my eyes and said this, turned around and went to the bathroom sink to wash my hands.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw himself in the mirror. His long hair was fluffy and spread around the outside of his elbows. His cheeks were pink and tender. His eyes were moist, probably because he cried a lot. One shoulder was bare and thin.
The straps were still hanging down, and my whole body felt confused and wet.
I tilted my head slightly, and the more I looked, the more I looked like I didn't recognize myself. Just as I was shaking my head, Meng Qin had already stood behind me, looking at me through the mirror.
Seeing my dull eyes, he smiled and hugged my waist from behind, rested his chin on my shoulder, turned his face towards me, as if smelling my hair, and then looked at me with warm eyes.
The me in the mirror, "is my response."
"You are mine too."
I came back to my senses and smiled with him. I put my hand around his forearm in front of me and leaned against him, "He's my boyfriend."
Meng Qin's arms around me tightened, and his face was buried in the hair under my ears. I felt itchy, and I couldn't help but smile slightly, and my body swayed subconsciously. He didn't know what he was thinking, and gently
Sighing, he looked at me in the mirror again, "How about you take a bath first, and then I can rest with you?"
rest?
"Don't rest."
I said directly, turning to look at him, "I want to dance."
Meng Qin laughed and kissed my dimple, "What are you dancing for?"
"Ballroom dance!"
As I said this, I became more energetic, turned around and faced him, put my hands around his neck, and saw that I was still barefoot, but he was wearing the men's black slippers in the suite, so I simply stepped on the uppers of his shoes and raised my feet.
Seeing him, he said, "Dance like this, you lead me to dance."
Meng Qin lowered his eyes and looked at me, holding the corners of his lips, holding my lower back with his hands, and gently lifted me under his feet to lead me to the living room.
What surprised me was that he really knew how to dance, and his steps forward and back were very graceful.
There is no music accompaniment, but the sound of music seems to be flowing in the air.
I felt very comfortable, stepping on his insteps as if I was entering a slow-paced dance party.
There are only two of us in the world. He doesn't find me annoying, nor does he think I'm making trouble.
There was a soft touch on my forehead, and Meng Qin's low-pitched voice rubbed my forehead, "Yingying, are you awake?"
I hummed vaguely, "I'm super awake."
Meng Qin laughed lightly, his voice full of peace, "Then listen to me carefully and just listen to this paragraph clearly. A person's origin is certainly very important, and a good family background will certainly bring some shortcuts, such as
Better educational resources and broader horizons, but if a person wants to succeed and gain a foothold in society, he mainly relies on personal ability, so family background does not represent everything. Under the blue sky, we are all ants, and we are all working hard.
Prove the value of your existence, don’t feel inferior, don’t be conceited, you are the best, you know.”
"How good am I?"
I asked curiously, "What do you think of me?"
Meng Qin's eyes were as calm as a lake, "Gentle, strong, and untainted by dust."
"No, this is not me. I am a prodigal, a wronged son, and a boring donkey. You are talking about yourself."
I giggled, my body still swaying with his dance steps, "I like that you are gentle, I like that you are spotless and white."
"fool."
Meng Qin lowered his voice and said, "Remember what I just told you? We don't need to belittle ourselves, nor should we aim too high. We should take every step forward one step at a time. One day, all your efforts will be realized."
"I understand, are you afraid that I will be discouraged?"
I smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister, I have everything under control. Standing under the blue sky, I will always be grateful."